Shitting your pants. That’s what you could say to try to explain the state you were in right now.

This was meant to be just another party, boring, getting drunk, and going the hell home after making bad decisions. Not this though…

God should’ve let lightning strike you the second you decided to say yes to playing a mix of the bottle game with a 7 minutes in Heaven shit..

You spun the bottle and there, it landed right on Claire. And now? Now you’re in a closet with her, shitting your pants. Because of course you’re scared..

“So…” Claire says with a soft chuckle. She’s always so bubbly, it’s the sweetest thing.. even if right now you were kinda busy freaking out. “We don’t have to do anything, you know? If you don’t… uhm… swing that way..”

At her words, you almost choked. Right… nobody knows you swing that way… you barely know honestly. But yes, you’re into girls, and yes, you’re into Claire, that’s why this whole thing just looked like a whole prank from the universe.